SATURDAY 3RD OCTOBER - THE THREE BROOMSTICKS - 3:24PM
In the confines of the Three Broomsticks Inn, Hermione, Ginny, Daphne, Luna, Tracey, Pansy, Sue, and Hannah gathered around a worn wooden table. A flash blinded Sue, causing her to splutter out her butterbeer.
Hannah asked uncomfortably, casting a wary glance at the persistent photographer who snapped another picture.
"Unfortunatly ever since Harry saved the wizarding world, me, Luna and Ginny haven't known peace," replied Hermione, tiredly.
"It's been worse for me since Harry and I broke up," Ginny complained. "Even Colin has been really invasive with his questions!"
"Probably because his crush is finally single," muttered Daphne under her breath.
"Me and Daphne have dealt with this since we were born," sighed Pansy.
Tracey shrugged, "I've only had to deal with this recently because the media is now fixated on headlines about 'Gryffindor and Slytherin house unity,' or they're eagerly searching for a chance to catch us singing."
She waved at Madam Roserta, gesturing towards the phtoographer. Madam Roserta came and chased him away.
"Don't bother my customers, you dunderhead!"
"I've never had to deal with anything like that!" Sue said bewildered.
"It's a whole new world, Sue," Luna chimed in dreamily. "Being associated with the Chosen One comes with its own set of peculiarities."
"Tell me about it," Ginny muttered, rolling her eyes.
As the photographer finally retreated, defeated by Madam Rosmerta's scolding, the group breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"Thanks, Madam Rosmerta," Tracey called out, and the innkeeper gave them a knowing nod before returning to her duties.
"Where are the boys?" asked Daphne, "Usully they're following us around,"
"I sent them to get me some sweets from Honeydukes" Pansy answered. "but Merlin knows they're outside that awful store,"
Patrons in the inn began to turn to the windows, curiosity and concern etched on their faces.
"They always end up at the sports store, don't they?" Hermione noted.
Shouts began to ring out outside.
"What's going on?" Luna asked, alarmed. Hermione saw Bellatrix matterliaze and head for the window.
Hermione's instincts kicked in, and she rose from her seat, her eyes narrowing as she peered through the window. The sight that met her gaze sent a chill down her spine – Death Eater had launched an attack on Hogsmeade.
"We've got trouble," she announced tersely, her hand instinctively moving to her wand.
Ginny and the others joined her at the window, their expressions shifting from curiosity to grim determination.
"Death Eaters," Daphne muttered, her grip tightening on her wand.
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SATURDAY 3RD OCTOBER - SPINTWITCHES SPORTING NEEDS - AT THE SAME TIME
The boys stood inside Spintwitches Sporting Needs, surrounded by shelves filled with broomsticks, Quidditch equipment, and magical sports gear. The vibrant atmosphere buzzed with excitement and the scent of new equipment.
"Look at that broomstick," whistled Blaise, his eyes fixed on a sleek Thunderbolt VI displayed prominently on the shelf.
"The Thunderbolt VI," breathed out Dean, awe in his voice.
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MizahOur favourite characters are returning to Hogwarts to start their 6th year. However, what was meant to be a peaceful year is soon ruined by a curse from an irrelevant death eater. Now they have to deal with random bursts of singing and dancing, feel...
